Busted!

Hello everyone.  Praise the Lord!

My neighbor, his nickname is Atchafalaya, came over to my motorhome was very  intoxicated as usual.  He staggered around and had to lean on my motorhome to brace himself. My neighbor's lives alone and he drinks too much. Bourbon whiskey is his choice.

He shared with me a funny story about his upbringing in South Louisiana, around the Morgan City area. Atchafalaya and his best friend named Steve noticed an older man didn't use his boat, that sat tied to his dock along the Tesh Bayou.

Atchafalaya and Steve wanted to go fishing with the boat, so they decided to sneak up on the boat tied up on the dock, and quietly untied, and then pushed the boat down the Tesh Bayou.

They would fish all day, catch a bunch of fish, and then return the boat, tied it up, cleaned it up, and made sure it was full of gas. When they found out they didn't get caught the first time, they started doing it two or three times a week. Always stealing the boat then pushing it down the river before they would start of the engine.

This went on for several months. Then one day his father came home and start talking about how a good boy is, and thought he'd buy him a boat. He thought that was kind of strange as his father never talked that way. He said he saw in the newspaper of a boat up the bayou for sale, and told him, "let's go and look at it."

Atchafalaya, his dad, and Steve got in the pickup truck, and they started driving down the road. His dad then pulled into a driveway that went towards the bayou. He looked at Steve with a scared look on his face! Steve looked at him back and horror. They were going down the driveway of the old man that they were stealing the boat from several times a week!

They drove to the house and they all got out. The old man came out of the house and walked towards the pickup truck. They introduced themselves and chit-chatted for a little while. All the while the two boys were scared to death of what was going to take place! They noticed nobody had gotten in a hurry, which made the horror even worse!

Then his dad told the old man, how much do you want for the boat?" The old man said, "well since these two boys have been using my boat, but bringing it back cleaned up, and full of gas, they can have the boat for free. Just every Friday, bring him a bunch of fish for the weekend!

Atchafalaya and his friend Steve were horrified to find out the old man knew every time they had stolen the boat! And then they found out that the old man and his father were a long time friends. As young men they played poker together and fished together!

This whole thing was a setup to punish the two boys of what they were doing. And it worked!  They were scared out of their wits!

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William James Roop

Roop-Crappell Ministries


Hospice Care and Dying


The Trucking Tango

Only In South Louisiana

Hello everyone.  Praise the Lord!

My wife and I bought an RV for our future ministry needs. We will be renting out all three of our houses, and living in the RV full time, to travel for ministry, church to church.

My wife and I are very excited It's exciting to start a second career but also very exciting to work for the Lord. We bought the RV late morning, in Patterson, Louisiana.  We then drove to the DMV to register it with the State of Louisiana.

We had an appointment for two-thirty and was there a few minutes early and they let us in. While we're standing there waiting for the registration paperwork to be made out, my wife and I overheard two women talking in the office.

The two women were talking about being on their fishing boat, and fishing all day! My wife looked at me said, "only in South Louisiana will you hear two women talking about fishing!"  Most places in the world that's a conversation for men. 

But South Louisiana is where the Cajuns live! Cajun women can fish just as well as their husbands can fish! Everybody here has a boat, or even a couple of boats! And most people hunt and fish. That's just part of the Cajun culture here in South Louisiana.

Well the registration finally got typed up and we had to pay over thirty-three hundred dollars! I was in shock about the price on the taxes. Thirty-three hundred dollars a lot money to me! As my wife was writing out a check, I whispered to her if we had enough money in the bank account. She assured me that we did!

The RV cost forty-thousand dollars, and the tax rate was 8.9% on recreational vehicles. But what can you do, taxes or a part of life, and their only going up! I guess if I want to drive on the roads and bridges I need to pay the taxes to support them.

Do you have any interesting Cajun stories you can share with us? If you do, you could tell us in the comment section. If you enjoyed this story you can click on the "follow" button so that you can read all future stories.

William James Roop, M.A.B.S.

 Roop-Crappell Ministries 

 Hospice Care and Dying 

 The Trucking Tango 

 Apostolic Theological Seminary